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January 18th, 2010 | 3 Comments

SLOW-POKE written by Debbie Williamson "Slow-Poke!" yelled his mother. "Come on. "It's time to get ready for school." "Oh Mommy!" exclaimed Slow-Poke. "I'm so tired of putting boots, mittens, hats, snow pants and coats on." "I know," sympathized Mrs. Duck. "I know! However, that doesn't change anything. There is still six feet of snow out there, even though it is now February. Therefore, you still have to wear your winter clothing. Now, hurry up!" Slow-Poke is a little black duck that lives on a farm in Mountain Grove, Ontario. As his name implies, Slow-Poke is a little slower than all his farm friends. There came a knock at the door. "Yes," Mrs. Duck called. "Come on in, Freddy." Without even seeing who was at the door, Mrs. Duck knew it was Freddy Goose. Freddy was Slow-Poke's best … Read entire article »

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January 18th, 2010 | 2 Comments

SLOW-POKE STORIES Hurry Up Slow-Poke Mommy Please Rainy Days Slow-Poke Slow-Poke Meets Sally Snail Slow-Poke’s Easter Slow-Poke’s First Camping Trip Slow-Poke’s Halloween Slow-Poke’s Valentine Fun Valentine’s Day for Slow-Poke Link to this post! … Read entire article »

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Story 143 – Slow-Poke’s Halloween

January 23rd, 2010 | 2 Comments

SLOW-POKE’S HALLOWEEN written by Debbie Williamson Slow-Poke was a little black duck who lived on a farm in Oshawa, Ontario. As you probably have already guessed, Slow-Poke was very slow. “Come on Slow-Poke!” his barnyard friends would scream at him. “We don’t want to be late for school. Mrs. Cluck will have our heads. You know how she doesn’t like it when we are late.” “I’m coming,” replied Slow-Poke, very slowly. “I’m coming.” Slow-Poke waddled along as fast as he could go but that just wasn’t fast enough for his friends. They all hurried off and left poor Slow-Poke behind. He was almost an hour late for school, when he finally waddled into the classroom. “Good morning Mrs. Cluck,” quacked Slow-Poke. “I’m sorry I was late.” “Slow-Poke, you are going to have to try much harder to … Read entire article »

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Story 215 – Slow-Poke’s Valentine Fun

January 25th, 2010 | 1 Comment

SLOW-POKE’S VALENTINE FUN written by Debbie Williamson “Slow-Poke,” said Mrs. Duck. “It is time to go to school. Come on, you are going to be late.” Slow-Poke came down the stairs, dragging his backpack behind him. “Slow-Poke,” said Mrs. Duck, looking at her son, as he stood at the bottom of the stairs. “What is wrong with you?” “I don’t want to go to school today,” said Slow-Poke sadly. “Can’t I just stay home?” “Now Slow-Poke,” said Mrs. Duck. “I thought we went through all of this last night.” “Yes we did,” said Slow-Poke. “But I still don’t want to go.” “I know,” said Mrs. Duck. “But you are going to have so much fun.” “But,” said Slow-Poke. “Valentine’s Day is for sissy’s.” Just then there was a knock at the door. It was Slow-Poke’s best friend, Freddy Goose. “Come on … Read entire article »

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Story 292 – Hurry Up Slow-Poke

January 28th, 2010 | 2 Comments

HURRY UP SLOW-POKE written by Debbie Williamson Slow Poke was a duck. He was a very slow duck sometimes, especially when his Mother wanted him to do something for her. “Come on Slow Poke!” exclaimed Mother. “We have to hurry. We are going to be late getting to the mall. It closes at 6:00 p.m. And it is already 5:00.” “Why are we going to the mall anyway?” asked Slow Poke. “I just want to stay home.” ”Slow Poke,” said Mother. “I have to buy you some new clothes for spring.” “But I don’t need any new clothes,” said Slow Poke. “Yes, you do!” exclaimed Mother. “Just look at your shoes. They are falling apart. You’re jacket is in terrible shape. It is full of holes!” Slow Poke put his shoes on and while doing so, he broke … Read entire article »

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Story 425 – Valentine’s Day for Slow-Poke

February 1st, 2010 | 1 Comment

VALENTINE’S DAY FOR SLOW-POKE written by Debbie Williamson “Come on Slow-Poke,” said Freddy Goose. “We are going to be late for the dance.” “We have lots of time,” said Slow-Poke. “Not really,” said Freddy. “We have to go pick up the girls first.” Slow-Poke’s face went all red at the mention of the girls. He had a crush on Sally and he was really nervous. “What are you so nervous about?” asked Freddy. Slow-Poke just shrugged his shoulders. He didn’t quite know how to explain his feelings to his friend because he didn’t quite understand himself what was going on. Freddy took Slow-Poke by the hand and led him out the door. They went to Sally’s house and Sally, and her sister, Suzie were waiting on the front porch. Slow-Poke couldn’t believe how pretty Sally was. She had her … Read entire article »

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Story 448 – Slow-Poke’s Easter

February 3rd, 2010 | 2 Comments

SLOW-POKE’S EASTER written by Debbie Williamson “Oh dear,” said Mother, seeing her son sleeping soundly in his bed. “Slow-Poke, wake up!” “I want to sleep,” said Slow-Poke. “Leave me alone. I’m tired.” “But Slow-Poke,” said Mother. “It is Easter morning. All the farm animals are already outside searching for their Easter eggs.” “Oh no!” exclaimed Slow-Poke, rolling over slowly to find his slippers. “I’m not going to get anything for Easter now!” Slow-Poke sat on the edge of his bed, tears streaming down his face. “Come on Slow-Poke,” said Mother, comforting her son. “If you hurry up, I’ll show you where there are some Easter eggs that no-one knows about.” “But how do you know where they are?” asked Slow-Poke, wiping the tears on the sleeve of his pajamas. “Because I saw Easter Bunny last night just after you … Read entire article »

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Story 478 – Slow-Poke Meets Sally Snail

February 4th, 2010 | 1 Comment

SLOW-POKE MEETS SALLY SNAIL written by Debbie Williamson “It sure is a nice day for a walk,” said Slow-Poke Duck as he walks out of the barn door. “Hurry back,” called Mother Duck. “I need that milk for dinner.” “I will Mother,” said Slow-Poke. “I will hurry as quickly as I can.” Now, for anyone else that wouldn’t have been a problem but for Slow-Poke it is a major problem because Slow-Poke is so very slow. He knew that he was going to have to hurry though. He tried putting his web feet one in front of the other more quickly than usual but the problem is that he fell right onto his behind. “Mother said I have to hurry,” said Slow-Poke getting himself up off the side of the road and dusting himself off. “What do … Read entire article »

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Story 616 – Mommy Please

February 21st, 2010 | 1 Comment

MOMMY PLEASE written by Debbie Williamson Slow Poke Duck was outside walking around the front lawn, when a leaf fell right on top of his head. “Oh my!” exclaimed Slow Poke, looking up into the tree that was right above him. ”Mrs. Squirrel, what are you doing up there?” ”I’m collecting acorns,” Mrs. Squirrel said. “Why do you collect acorns?” asked Slow Poke. ”I collect comic books.” “Squirrels and chipmunks have to collect acorns and store them away for the winter,” said Mrs. Squirrel. ”That is what we eat during the cold winter.” ”Oh!” laughed Slow Poke. “I thought you meant that you collect them as a hobby.” ”No you silly thing,” said Mrs. Squirrel. “I’m sure I could find a better hobby than this!” Slow Poke went into the barn to find his Mother. “Mommy, how come ducks don’t … Read entire article »

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Story 648 – Rainy Days

May 30th, 2010 | 1 Comment

RAINY DAYS written by Debbie Williamson Slow-Poke was out walking with his mother, Mrs. Duck, one hot summer day. He wished so much that it would rain because he wanted to play in puddles and splash around. Slow-Poke loved the rain and why wouldn’t he, he’s a duck. “Hey Slow-Poke,” said Mother, about an hour into their walk. “It actually looks like it is going to rain.” “Goodie,” exclaimed Slow-Poke, jumping up and down for joy. A big gust of wind came along just then and Mother took Slow-Poke by the hand and started running as fast as she could toward their home at the ranch. “What are you doing?” asked Slow-Poke. “It is raining. We love the rain.” “Oh we do love the rain,” said Mother, running as fast as she could. “However, we do not … Read entire article »

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